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Friday, April 27, 2007

: Job interviews :

Things are heating up again on the job front. Yesterday I interviewed with a well-known global PR firm that my former supervisor used to work for in the Houston office. I drove into the city and parked in a garage for the meeting. I talked with three people, including the general manager of the New York office, and it seemed that everyone clicked with me, in the sense that I brought the skills and experience they were looking for. In fact, one of the large clients that they are staffing up for was coming into the office today to interview prospective hires, and they suggested that I meet her as well. So I made plans to return the next day.

After my interviews, I took the subway down to the Tall Girls shop to browse around for a bit. I met the store manager Tameka and tried on a couple of pieces just for fit. Since they were going to close in less than an hour, and they had already closed the upper floor, I decided not to get anything but to come back the next day. So I got back to the garage to get my car, and the second I got into the car the sky opened up and it started pouring down rain - like thunder and lightning and the whole big show. It was pretty scary driving through the city at night in the rain, plus it was rush hour, so it took forever to get home.

Today I drove in again to meet the client and showed her my portfolio, and I think that went pretty well too. I also saw the GM in the hall and said hi, and he said everyone's feedback was very positive. So after a quick interview I just got back into the car and went home to avoid a repeat of yesterday, since the forecast was for afternoon thundershowers. I'll have to revisit Tall Girls another day. I have an interview with another big agency on Wednesday, so I scheduled another follow-up interview and taking the writing test on the same day, so I can combine trips. Any way you slice it, it's kind of expensive to go into the city, what with bridge or tunnel tolls, train and subway tickets or parking fees.

Tonight I put on a bathing suit for the first time in two years (my first girl suit ever) and went swimming in the hotel pool with my family. I'm not posting any pictures, but I was told that I look great, and I wasn't too nervous. My suit was a halter-top, two-piece skirt suit, black with white trim. Sitting in the spa was nice, and even though I'm not much for swimming, I had a lot of fun. Now I'm sleepy and I'm going to watch the rest of GoodFellas in bed.

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